Josh's Foot Obsession (M+/M) - New Chapter Posted 9/14
Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2022 8:21 am
Hey everyone, it's been awhile lol
I took a long break from writing, or rather posting since I had been doing a bit of draft writing. Anyways, this story was one that I had been recently working on, so I hope you enjoy it!
P.S. I do hope to continue this story, but I don't want to make promises. I'll gauge interest in the story and go from there.
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JOSH'S FOOT OBSESSION: CHAPTER 1
Both in their first year at college, Josh and Bryce had been roommates for about 6 months. They grew close with one another, often going to the gym together, having late-night gaming sessions, or attending parties since Bryce was in a fraternity. For being friends for a relatively short time, the two were almost inseparable, trusting each other with everything. Well nearly everything, since Josh had been keeping two secrets from his roommate: first, that he loved smelly feet, socks, and shoes; and second, that he was obsessed with Bryce’s smelly feet, socks, and shoes. And not only did Bryce’s feet and socks reek, but he was also well aware of it: he always walked around in his dirty socks, he wore the same pairs for days, and sometimes he’d even rest his feet on Josh’s lap when relaxing in the common area shared with two other guys. But Josh managed to keep his secrets well hidden, only sneaking in sniffs when he knew Bryce was out of the dorm or in the showers and maintaining his cover of finding smelly stuff repulsive. Of course, this only ensured that Bryce would go out of his way to tease Josh with his feet.
Around 9pm one night, Josh came back to their dorm room, having stayed out for a late-night study session. Settling his bag on his bed, Josh noticed that Bryce wasn’t in his bed before catching Bryce’s gym sneakers by the closets, with his short white Nike ankle socks laying on top. Before enjoying the sweet treat, Josh stepped out of the room to see if someone was in the bathroom. Once he knew that the coast was clear, he grabbed the brown-stained socks, feeling the sweat cover his hands as their stench reached his nose. Lying in bed, Josh took deep long sniffs as he massaged the growing bulge in his shorts. The socks were so strong and revolting, and yet Josh couldn’t resist them: he was drawn to them like moths to a flame. He was so enthralled by the smell that he didn’t notice Bryce open the closet from within and walk up to the bed.
“Hey buddy! What’re you up to?” he said mockingly. Josh jumped up, throwing the socks to the floor as he turned and faced his friend, who was running his hand through his short and sweaty dark hair.
“Fuck, Bryce! You scared me!” he exclaimed, but Bryce was looking at him with an expression of amusement and confusion, “Look, I can explain…”
Bryce raised his hand to stop his red-faced friend from talking, turning around to grab one of the desk chairs and place it by Josh’s bed. As he sat down, Bryce directed his friend to sit on his bed. Josh complied, his legs shaking and heart beating so fast.
“So, you like smelling socks…I mean you can’t really deny it since you were practically sucking on them,” Josh nodded, not making eye contact with Bryce’s piercing black eyes, “And you seemed to be enjoying them too, right?”
Josh quietly groaned as he tried readjusting his shorts, but Bryce chuckled.
“Look dude, it’s fine. I mean it’s kinda weird…actually it’s hella weird, but I’m not mad. It’s definitely not what I was expecting,” he said, sighing a bit, “…I always wondered why the socks in the bottom of my laundry basket would be on the top or be stuffed into my shoes. And then I was thinking back to all the times I talked about my feet stinking up the dorm and how you never really seemed bothered by them…or I guess you actually made it seem like you hated them, as if you wanted me to tease you with them…”
Josh just kept nodding, not knowing what to say. Bryce was just sitting there, piecing everything together. The only thing that kept Josh from breaking down was the fact that Bryce seemed so chill about it all. Bryce lightly kicked his leg to get his attention, and Josh noticed he was wearing Nike slides without any socks. Looking up, he saw Bryce grinning.
“Checking out my feet?”
“No! I just noticed them, I swear!”
“Dude, relax! I’m just ‘joshing’ you!” he laughed, making Josh smile a bit, “So how long have you been into feet and socks?”
“I dunno, since forever, I guess. I was always borrowing my friends’ socks or even stealing some socks from locker rooms,” he confessed, looking up at Bryce.
“Damn haha, you little thief! Have you ever kept any of mine?”
“I’ve wanted to, but I figured you’d notice.”
“I guess it doesn’t really matter now. So, what do you like about them?”
“I just love the smell of socks, feet, and shoes. I don’t know why, it just gets me…you know,” Josh explained, “The smellier the better too.” Bryce gently nodded as Josh talked, and then leaned over to grab the pair of socks that Josh threw.
“And you love these, right?” he asked, holding them in front of Josh, whose eyes widened in excitement.
“I…yes, and they smell so strong. Honestly, they usually smell too strong, but I still can’t help it.” Bryce took a quick sniff of his own socks and then immediately pulled his head back in disgust.
“Fuck, these things reek! These are so gross hahaha,” he put them back in front of Josh’s face, “So how badly do you want to sniff them?”
“So fucking bad!” Josh didn’t hesitate to respond, making Bryce smirked as he handed them to Josh. Josh waited for a few seconds before Bryce gave a slight nod, prompting him to inhale the intense aroma of the socks. Bryce asked a few times how much Josh was loving it, with Josh moaning in agreement. But what Josh didn’t know was that Bryce had been videorecording the whole exchange on his phone. And even worse, Bryce wouldn’t be the only one watching the video, although Josh wouldn’t find out until much later.
“Have you ever done stuff with feet?” Bryce asked, putting away the phone before Josh noticed. When Josh shook his head, Bryce put his feet on Josh’s lap and wiggled his feet. Josh pulled off the slides and started sniffing his friend’s feet. Sticking his nose between the toes, he took several long sniffs, with the stench of Bryce’s workout filling his nose and lungs. He then felt Bryce’s toes clamp down on his nose, making Josh moan loudly and Bryce laugh. He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing, his friend sniffing his feet like they were candles. And when he leaned over a bit, Bryce noticed the bulge in Josh’s shorts was growing again, so he placed his other foot on it.
“Fuck, you really do love this,” he said, Josh nodding as he looked at Bryce with his toes still clamped over his nose, “Well I’m not against letting you enjoy my feet and socks, but I gotta punish you for being a bit of a creep and taking my stuff without asking.” He pulled his feet away and walked back to the closet. After a couple minutes, he turned around with a roll of black tape.
“Um…what’s that for?” Josh said nervously as Bryce grabbed him and forced him onto the desk chair.
“Like I said, you need to be punished,” Bryce said as he taped Josh’s hands to the chair arms and his ankles behind the chair cylinder, “I can’t have you just rummaging through my stuff. I do have boundaries, you know.”
“I won’t do it like that again, I promise! I’ll always ask before! Fuck it, I just won’t touch your stuff ever again!” Josh begged as he struggled against the tape, but Bryce just shushed him as he started wrapping tape around his chest.
“Josh, don’t be dramatic! You’re welcome to sniff my socks, so don’t worry about that!” Bryce said as he taped Josh’s thighs to the seat of the chair. He then went through his dirty laundry, pulling out a used pair of black Nike socks. He gave them a quick sniff, shrugging as he had Josh sniff them, “How do these socks smell?”
“They’re not that bad, definitely not as strong as-” Josh was interrupted by Bryce shoving the socks into his mouth, who quickly sealed it with layers of tape. Josh struggled even harder against his bonds, with his muffled cries and groans filling the room. He hated having the socks in his mouth and while he didn’t feel nauseous, he was not a fan of being forced to taste the sweat and grime of Bryce’s feet. But Bryce carried on with the punishment, taking one of his long Nike socks and tying it over Josh’s pleading brown eyes. After hearing some rustling, it went quiet, making Josh nervous. Not long after, he felt something somewhat bulky held over his nose and he was then quickly hit with the familiar smell of the socks he was sniffing before.
“There we go, the finishing touch! I put those socks in my sneaker to make the smell more intense,” Bryce said as he taped the sneaker to Josh’s face, ignoring his friend’s muffled moans. He stepped back to admire the finished product: Josh taped to a chair, blindfolded, and forced to sniff his smelly socks and shoe. And even with the socks in his mouth, Josh was very clearly enjoying it all. Before taking pictures and videos, Bryce pulled down Josh’s shorts, leaving him in his boxer-briefs and revealing the huge tent. Josh struggled more, but he knew he wasn’t getting free anytime soon. Bryce recorded himself mocking Josh for getting off on his current predicament for a few minutes before putting his phone away.
“Alrighty then, I’m gonna head out now cuz there’s another party at the fraternity. So, you get to spend the next several hours like this and think things over. And I’d keep it down if I were you, you wouldn’t want Noah or Griffin walking in,” he said, ruffling his friend’s curly brown hair. After putting some deodorant and changing into more casual clothes, Bryce grabbed another used pair of socks and put on his favorite – and well-worn – pair of Vans. And after hearing more rustling, the last thing that Josh heard was the closing of the door to their room……
I took a long break from writing, or rather posting since I had been doing a bit of draft writing. Anyways, this story was one that I had been recently working on, so I hope you enjoy it!
P.S. I do hope to continue this story, but I don't want to make promises. I'll gauge interest in the story and go from there.
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JOSH'S FOOT OBSESSION: CHAPTER 1
Both in their first year at college, Josh and Bryce had been roommates for about 6 months. They grew close with one another, often going to the gym together, having late-night gaming sessions, or attending parties since Bryce was in a fraternity. For being friends for a relatively short time, the two were almost inseparable, trusting each other with everything. Well nearly everything, since Josh had been keeping two secrets from his roommate: first, that he loved smelly feet, socks, and shoes; and second, that he was obsessed with Bryce’s smelly feet, socks, and shoes. And not only did Bryce’s feet and socks reek, but he was also well aware of it: he always walked around in his dirty socks, he wore the same pairs for days, and sometimes he’d even rest his feet on Josh’s lap when relaxing in the common area shared with two other guys. But Josh managed to keep his secrets well hidden, only sneaking in sniffs when he knew Bryce was out of the dorm or in the showers and maintaining his cover of finding smelly stuff repulsive. Of course, this only ensured that Bryce would go out of his way to tease Josh with his feet.
Around 9pm one night, Josh came back to their dorm room, having stayed out for a late-night study session. Settling his bag on his bed, Josh noticed that Bryce wasn’t in his bed before catching Bryce’s gym sneakers by the closets, with his short white Nike ankle socks laying on top. Before enjoying the sweet treat, Josh stepped out of the room to see if someone was in the bathroom. Once he knew that the coast was clear, he grabbed the brown-stained socks, feeling the sweat cover his hands as their stench reached his nose. Lying in bed, Josh took deep long sniffs as he massaged the growing bulge in his shorts. The socks were so strong and revolting, and yet Josh couldn’t resist them: he was drawn to them like moths to a flame. He was so enthralled by the smell that he didn’t notice Bryce open the closet from within and walk up to the bed.
“Hey buddy! What’re you up to?” he said mockingly. Josh jumped up, throwing the socks to the floor as he turned and faced his friend, who was running his hand through his short and sweaty dark hair.
“Fuck, Bryce! You scared me!” he exclaimed, but Bryce was looking at him with an expression of amusement and confusion, “Look, I can explain…”
Bryce raised his hand to stop his red-faced friend from talking, turning around to grab one of the desk chairs and place it by Josh’s bed. As he sat down, Bryce directed his friend to sit on his bed. Josh complied, his legs shaking and heart beating so fast.
“So, you like smelling socks…I mean you can’t really deny it since you were practically sucking on them,” Josh nodded, not making eye contact with Bryce’s piercing black eyes, “And you seemed to be enjoying them too, right?”
Josh quietly groaned as he tried readjusting his shorts, but Bryce chuckled.
“Look dude, it’s fine. I mean it’s kinda weird…actually it’s hella weird, but I’m not mad. It’s definitely not what I was expecting,” he said, sighing a bit, “…I always wondered why the socks in the bottom of my laundry basket would be on the top or be stuffed into my shoes. And then I was thinking back to all the times I talked about my feet stinking up the dorm and how you never really seemed bothered by them…or I guess you actually made it seem like you hated them, as if you wanted me to tease you with them…”
Josh just kept nodding, not knowing what to say. Bryce was just sitting there, piecing everything together. The only thing that kept Josh from breaking down was the fact that Bryce seemed so chill about it all. Bryce lightly kicked his leg to get his attention, and Josh noticed he was wearing Nike slides without any socks. Looking up, he saw Bryce grinning.
“Checking out my feet?”
“No! I just noticed them, I swear!”
“Dude, relax! I’m just ‘joshing’ you!” he laughed, making Josh smile a bit, “So how long have you been into feet and socks?”
“I dunno, since forever, I guess. I was always borrowing my friends’ socks or even stealing some socks from locker rooms,” he confessed, looking up at Bryce.
“Damn haha, you little thief! Have you ever kept any of mine?”
“I’ve wanted to, but I figured you’d notice.”
“I guess it doesn’t really matter now. So, what do you like about them?”
“I just love the smell of socks, feet, and shoes. I don’t know why, it just gets me…you know,” Josh explained, “The smellier the better too.” Bryce gently nodded as Josh talked, and then leaned over to grab the pair of socks that Josh threw.
“And you love these, right?” he asked, holding them in front of Josh, whose eyes widened in excitement.
“I…yes, and they smell so strong. Honestly, they usually smell too strong, but I still can’t help it.” Bryce took a quick sniff of his own socks and then immediately pulled his head back in disgust.
“Fuck, these things reek! These are so gross hahaha,” he put them back in front of Josh’s face, “So how badly do you want to sniff them?”
“So fucking bad!” Josh didn’t hesitate to respond, making Bryce smirked as he handed them to Josh. Josh waited for a few seconds before Bryce gave a slight nod, prompting him to inhale the intense aroma of the socks. Bryce asked a few times how much Josh was loving it, with Josh moaning in agreement. But what Josh didn’t know was that Bryce had been videorecording the whole exchange on his phone. And even worse, Bryce wouldn’t be the only one watching the video, although Josh wouldn’t find out until much later.
“Have you ever done stuff with feet?” Bryce asked, putting away the phone before Josh noticed. When Josh shook his head, Bryce put his feet on Josh’s lap and wiggled his feet. Josh pulled off the slides and started sniffing his friend’s feet. Sticking his nose between the toes, he took several long sniffs, with the stench of Bryce’s workout filling his nose and lungs. He then felt Bryce’s toes clamp down on his nose, making Josh moan loudly and Bryce laugh. He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing, his friend sniffing his feet like they were candles. And when he leaned over a bit, Bryce noticed the bulge in Josh’s shorts was growing again, so he placed his other foot on it.
“Fuck, you really do love this,” he said, Josh nodding as he looked at Bryce with his toes still clamped over his nose, “Well I’m not against letting you enjoy my feet and socks, but I gotta punish you for being a bit of a creep and taking my stuff without asking.” He pulled his feet away and walked back to the closet. After a couple minutes, he turned around with a roll of black tape.
“Um…what’s that for?” Josh said nervously as Bryce grabbed him and forced him onto the desk chair.
“Like I said, you need to be punished,” Bryce said as he taped Josh’s hands to the chair arms and his ankles behind the chair cylinder, “I can’t have you just rummaging through my stuff. I do have boundaries, you know.”
“I won’t do it like that again, I promise! I’ll always ask before! Fuck it, I just won’t touch your stuff ever again!” Josh begged as he struggled against the tape, but Bryce just shushed him as he started wrapping tape around his chest.
“Josh, don’t be dramatic! You’re welcome to sniff my socks, so don’t worry about that!” Bryce said as he taped Josh’s thighs to the seat of the chair. He then went through his dirty laundry, pulling out a used pair of black Nike socks. He gave them a quick sniff, shrugging as he had Josh sniff them, “How do these socks smell?”
“They’re not that bad, definitely not as strong as-” Josh was interrupted by Bryce shoving the socks into his mouth, who quickly sealed it with layers of tape. Josh struggled even harder against his bonds, with his muffled cries and groans filling the room. He hated having the socks in his mouth and while he didn’t feel nauseous, he was not a fan of being forced to taste the sweat and grime of Bryce’s feet. But Bryce carried on with the punishment, taking one of his long Nike socks and tying it over Josh’s pleading brown eyes. After hearing some rustling, it went quiet, making Josh nervous. Not long after, he felt something somewhat bulky held over his nose and he was then quickly hit with the familiar smell of the socks he was sniffing before.
“There we go, the finishing touch! I put those socks in my sneaker to make the smell more intense,” Bryce said as he taped the sneaker to Josh’s face, ignoring his friend’s muffled moans. He stepped back to admire the finished product: Josh taped to a chair, blindfolded, and forced to sniff his smelly socks and shoe. And even with the socks in his mouth, Josh was very clearly enjoying it all. Before taking pictures and videos, Bryce pulled down Josh’s shorts, leaving him in his boxer-briefs and revealing the huge tent. Josh struggled more, but he knew he wasn’t getting free anytime soon. Bryce recorded himself mocking Josh for getting off on his current predicament for a few minutes before putting his phone away.
“Alrighty then, I’m gonna head out now cuz there’s another party at the fraternity. So, you get to spend the next several hours like this and think things over. And I’d keep it down if I were you, you wouldn’t want Noah or Griffin walking in,” he said, ruffling his friend’s curly brown hair. After putting some deodorant and changing into more casual clothes, Bryce grabbed another used pair of socks and put on his favorite – and well-worn – pair of Vans. And after hearing more rustling, the last thing that Josh heard was the closing of the door to their room……